"Hmm?" Si Xianxian turned her head and her expression instantly changed, "Not finished yet, huh?"

Lu Ran also turned his head and saw a face that was livid with anger.

The people around them, naturally, had heard the ruckus and everyone had turned to look.

Some were curious, some puzzled.

Some people, upon seeing the newcomer, frowned slightly, seeming to recognize the young man in white.

The young man in white paid no heed to Si Xianxian, focusing instead on Lu Ran, word by word, "Did you just tell me to 'talk with my sword'?"

Just now, at the city gate, when Lu Ran had said "talk with my sword," the young man in white hadn't understood right away and was left standing there dumbfounded.

In the eyes of the bystanders, he was completely overpowered.

A humiliation indeed!

And the young man, who came back to his senses later, of course wouldn't just let it go.

At this moment, there was also someone who felt insulted—Si Xianxian!

Just like at the city gate, she had already been ignored once.

This white-clothed youngster looking for trouble only had eyes for Lu Ran, completely ignoring her existence.

What utter nonsense!

"I'll fucking give you face!"

Si Xianxian flung her right hand out, and with an empty grip out of thin air, she directly clenched onto a massive warhammer.

The huge illusory hammer, measuring 3 meters, bore lines of fracture with red light flickering and contained terrifying energy, as though it could explode at any time.

"Fierce Heavenly!"

"Holy shit, a Fierce Heavenly believer?"

"A three-meter hammer, that's a River Realm Fierce Heavenly believer for you." The surrounding area erupted into commotion.

Originally, the training ground had been packed tight with spectators shoulder to shoulder.

But when someone summoned the Fierce Sky Hammer, the crowd quickly dispersed!

Clearly, nobody had expected that this girl with cute bunny ears was actually a patient.

A highly irascible, extremely dangerous patient!

"Don't push!"

"You're stepping on my foot..."

This indeed was Beifeng City; a mere River Realm Fierce Heavenly believer couldn't make much of a fuss, of course.

But the problem was, before the Fierce Heavenly believer could be restrained, she definitely could give the surrounding crowd a few hard times...

As the saying went:

The strong feared the reckless, the reckless feared those who disregarded their lives!

The crowd grew even more packed, yet the area around Si Xianxian was extraordinarily vacant, creating an amusing scene.

Only a young man dressed in black, with twin blades in arms, oblivious to his impending doom, stood behind the Fierce Heavenly believer.

"You..." The young man in white suddenly looked shocked.

This time, he could no longer ignore Si Xianxian.

Si Xianxian took a step forward, her beautiful big eyes nearly shooting out flames:

"Are we not done yet?

You've been looking for trouble since the city gate, you can go to hell...hey?"

The fuming Si Xianxian was suddenly pulled back by the arm by Lu Ran.

This scene surprised the surrounding spectators.

Was this young man really that strong?

One would have to be quite capable to dare to intervene with an enraged Fierce Heavenly believer.

The question was, how high could his strength possibly be at such a young age?

"Don't stop me!"

Si Xianxian's full brunt of anger fell on Lu Ran, which instead seemed like coy petulance?

Instantly, the people around were even more puzzled...

"He's here for me," Lu Ran spoke.

"If he's here for you, doesn't that mean he's here for me too?" Si Xianxian said irritably.

Lu Ran shook his head, "You've been out with me twice, into jail twice, how can I face Aunt Si?

From now on, how could I dare take you out again?"

Si Xianxian opened her mouth, not knowing how to retort.

Lu Ran was like a savior to Si Xianxian.

Only by staying by his side could she temporarily escape her mother's control.

She could say whatever she wanted and go wherever she wanted.

Otherwise, she would have to go home, be disciplined and confined by her mother, and continue an uninteresting and troublesome life.

"What's going on here?"

A stern shout came from behind.

A pair of male and female sparring partners on the training ground had stopped.

The man seemed to have some status and certainly seemed to take responsibility.

While most people avoided the Fierce Heavenly believer, the man took the initiative to step forward and address the crisis.

"From now on, I will do the talking," Lu Ran's voice softened as he patted Si Xianxian's shoulder, "Put the hammer away."

Si Xianxian pouted, her face wearing an unwilling expression.

Lu Ran: "Be good."

"Oh." Si Xianxian unhappily clenched her fist, and the illusory warhammer silently shattered.

This scene indeed reassured the onlookers quite a bit.

Everyone knew just how dangerous a River Realm Fierce Heavenly believer could be.

"Bu Qingfeng, what's going on?" The man looked at the young man in white and demanded an explanation.

The young man in white, referred to as Bu Qingfeng, addressed the man, "Senior Brother Liu, this man was making a loud fuss at the city gate, and after entering the city, he disrespected the gods!

I told him to obey the rules, and he told me to 'talk with my sword.'"

Si Xianxian was very upset: "Where did we disrespect the gods? Don't talk nonsense..."

Lu Ran pulled Si Xianxian behind him and looked coldly at Bu Qingfeng:

"I thought you practiced the sword, turns out it was your mouth?"

Bu Qingfeng's face turned livid: "You..."

"Silence!" Senior Brother Liu's face darkened, his gaze shuttling back and forth between the two.

He somewhat understood his new junior brother Bu Qingfeng.

The common problem of Heavenly Prides was not lacking in any of them: extreme arrogance, even to the point of overconfidence.

And from the reactions of these two tourists, the matter still warranted further investigation.

"Let's resolve this through the sword then," a female voice suddenly came from behind.

Everyone turned to look, and it was the other participant who had been sparring on the field earlier.

Bu Qingfeng, hearing this, quickly said, "Senior Sister Yan?"

Senior Sister Yan did not pay attention to her fellow disciple but instead walked towards the edge of the field.

She seemed to really like Lu Ran's words, savoring them: "Talk with the sword..."

"Okay!" Once Senior Sister Yan spoke, Bu Qingfeng immediately strode toward the center of the field.

Having been labeled as "having a sharp tongue," Bu Qingfeng suppressed his anger and spoke tersely, looking at Lu Ran: "You! Come!"

Si Xianxian looked at Lu Ran: "Since this wimp is agreeing to spar, he must have armor made of flowing water, and he must be from the River Realm."

It was clear that she really wanted to fight for Lu Ran.

"River Realm." Lu Ran gripped his twin blades and snorted disdainfully, "Say he's dead, and he's dead."

Si Xianxian's lips slowly curved into a smile, her eyes shining brightly, and she couldn't help but reach out to gently tap Lu Ran's cheeks.

She absolutely adored this defiant and arrogant side of Lu Ran!

She didn't understand why he was usually so easygoing.

He wasn't living up to his capabilities at all, lacking the air that a Heavenly Pride should have!

Lu Ran: "..."

True to a Fierce Heavenly believer, she never thought any scene was too big to enjoy.

"The sparring will stop at victory or defeat." Senior Brother Liu, clearly having exceptional hearing, warned sternly, "This is Beifeng City, under the feet of the gods!

Within the city, deaths are not permitted!

Think of your future, do not treat your prospects as a joke."

"Okay." Lu Ran began to move.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the black-clad young man stood undaunted, cradling his twin blades as he stepped into the center of the field.

"From the house of North Wind, Bu Qingfeng!" The young man in white declared his identity with pride.

As he spoke, energy surged in his hands, grasping a Wind Blade.

Lu Ran did not declare his identity, he just gazed at the young man from afar, asking:

"Swordman, why take a name of a sword?"

"You! You...." Bu Qingfeng was furiously indignant but couldn't spit out his words.

"Pfft...Hahahahaha~" Si Xianxian laughed out loud, insolently.

"Both parties, don the armor made of flowing water, you may begin," Senior Brother Liu announced.

Bu Qingfeng immediately released Divine Power, streams of water entwined around his body, growing increasingly detailed.

Until endless streams formed a curtain of water, covering his whole body.

Lu Ran was, as usual, uncompliant.

Just earlier, he did not follow the rule to declare his household.

And now, he continued to disregard the rules, not donning any armor.

"You're asking for death!" Bu Qingfeng spat out the words through clenched teeth, his face livid with rage.

He gripped the Wind Blade tightly and threw it toward Lu Ran with force before rushing straight for him.

"Whoosh~!"

The sharp blade, accompanied by a sound of cleaving air, aimed directly at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran, however, stepped back a bit and slightly sidestepped, allowing the Wind Blade to pass in front of him.

In just a single scene, the onlooking crowd was impressed.

Lu Ran's maneuver was not particularly profound.

After all, he had just dodged a throwing knife.

What was crucial was Lu Ran's expressionless face, that sense of calm composure, and even a bit of scorn for his opponent...

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

As Bu Qingfeng charged forward, he threw no fewer than four Wind Blades.

Yet Lu Ran's twin blades seemed but for show.

Sidestep, tilt head, sideslip...

Each blade, like a sketch outline, passed by Lu Ran without touching him.

"Ah?"

"What the?" This time, the onlookers were not just impressed but also began expressing their amazement out loud.

The increase in the number of Wind Blades meant a sudden spike in the level of danger.

Many also noticed that Bu Qingfeng, covertly controlling the blades as they neared Lu Ran, had slightly changed the direction of at least two of the blades.

Yet Lu Ran remained composed, evading each deadly move.

It appeared he was particularly familiar with the North Wind Divine Skill·Flying Wind Order?

"You really know how to put on airs, huh?!"

Bu Qingfeng yelled in fury, having reached Lu Ran and slashed his Wind Blade downward harshly.

From his words and actions, Lu Ran time and time again enraged Bu Qingfeng.

A North Wind Believer, provoked into behaving like a Fierce Heavenly believer.

But the question remained, are the characteristics of your Divine Skill as blunt and explosive as those of the Fierce Heavenly Sect?

Or do you have the Fierce Heavenly believer's support, ready to shatter and perish together in defiance?

"Huh~"

Lu Ran's eyes darkened as the Divine Power swirled around him.

Evil Technique·Evil Sense heightened his sensory acuity.

Evil Technique·Evil Agility made his movements incredibly swift.

Evil Technique·Soul Splitting Power greatly increased his strength!

"Zzzt—"

With a light tap underfoot, Lu Ran shifted half a step to the side and his right-hand's Silent Night Blade sliced right past Bu Qingfeng's neck.

Their silhouettes crossed, and in a flash, it was over!

The Silent Night Blade's edge sparkled as it cut into the water armor.

The layer of water armor wrapped around Bu Qingfeng's neck now bore a gash that was neither deep nor shallow!

Everyone: !!!

Inside and outside the sparring field, the buzzing discussion abruptly ceased, and the crowd fell into a sudden silence.

Their eyes widened, witnessing a scene that was over in a flash and that sent shivers down their spines.

Is it over?

Just one round?!

He...he's finished just like that?

Had there been no water armor to protect him, Lu Ran's blade would have already decapitated Bu Qingfeng.

Even with water armor...

Lu Ran's attack, in technique, in mindset, and in overall momentum, had already torn Bu Qingfeng to shreds.

Senior Brother Liu's expression hardened as he whispered, "Fine blade."

Senior Sister Yan at the edge of the field nodded in what seemed like approval, "Nice sentiment."

As sparring partners of equal caliber, they naturally gave completely different evaluations of Lu Ran's slash.

"Huff..."

A flurry of frost and snow danced in the air.

After a single exchange, Bu Qingfeng furiously surged forward, rapidly gaining distance from Lu Ran.

"Heh...heh..."

Bu Qingfeng panted heavily as he suddenly turned to look at Lu Ran, his face a mix of shock and anger!

In his view, Lu Ran stood amidst the spreading frost, not even bothering to turn around.

He exposed his back to his opponent.

It was contemptuous, it was full of endless mockery.

Lu Ran's voice floated over:

"As expected, your mouth is stronger than your blade."

"You..." Bu Qingfeng's face alternated between green and purple!

Extreme rage couldn't cover his inner terror.

Everyone was a survivor from the Demon Cave, more or less having experienced a moment of life and death.

Lu Ran's recent strike still caused Bu Qingfeng to shudder!

Never before had Bu Qingfeng felt so close to death...

Lu Ran even had the leisure to twirl his blade but still did not deign to turn around:

"Seems like with the blade in your hand, you can't speak clearly."

"Son of a bitch! Do not insult me!" Bu Qingfeng's face turned red with utter exasperation as he finally roared.

Lu Ran remained expressionless: "The blade has suffered following you.

Let it go, and switch to practice the sword, don't waste your Sword name."

"Sss..."

Senior Sister Yan inhaled sharply.

This young man,

A blade so swift, a heart so ruthless!

He aimed not just to win, but squarely at the very spirit of Bu Qingfeng.

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